Don'T You Know

(in Memory of Dwight A. Myers) ("HEAVY D") Ah-nah, not Heavy D, say it ain't show The baddest brother that ever lived, how could he go? When it came to RAP, Man, coiuld he blow And, how the lyrics, from his lips would flow It was as if he were a natural- born Pro Who, in turn, could put off quite a show Now, for him, does 'the Sweet Chariot Swing Low' There could NEVER be another like him, Don't You Know